With the last piece of meat completely annihilated, Morishita Ai elegantly picked up a napkin, wiped her mouth, and then spoke in a tone as if promulgating an imperial edict.
"Shikime Natsu."
"After this young lady's personal appraisal, your culinary skills have barely reached the passing line."
"Therefore, I have decided to specially confer upon you the honorary title of 'Morishita Ai's Imperial Chef'."
"From today onwards, you are qualified to prepare three meals a day for me every day."
"No need to thank me too much; this is what you deserve."
Shikime Natsu looked at her with a half-smile.
This guy, she really talks big.
Not only does she eat and drink for free, but she also wants to book a long-term meal ticket?
"That is truly a great honor," he said unhurriedly.
"However, it is a pity. Master Chef Morishita, please prepare your own cuisine yourself."
Morishita Ai looked at Shikime Natsu with a serious face.
"Shikime Natsu, you will regret this."
"Sorry, I am the cook."
"..."
Morishita Ai blinked, her expression freezing slightly. Was Shikime Natsu making a meme reference?
"I'm not playing with memes."
She couldn't follow up.
Soon, after lunch ended, Shikime Natsu sent the two beautiful girls away.
2:00 PM.
A wonderful weekend afternoon naturally couldn't be wasted molding in the dormitory.
There were still so many beautiful girls in this school waiting for him to encounter, and so many CGs waiting for him to collect.
Thus, after tidying up his appearance a bit, Shikime Natsu arrived at Keyaki Mall once again.
Compared to the desertion at eight in the morning, the shopping center at this moment was obviously much livelier.
Among the bustling crowd, there were not only first-year freshmen wearing uniforms but also many second and third-year seniors.
Relying on his photographic memory, Shikime Natsu remembered the faces of most people. Especially the first-years; basically, by April, he had already recognized all of them and knew their names. After all... no matter how one put it, they were in a competitive relationship with other classes.
"Mn?"
Suddenly, he frowned slightly.
Starting from just now, he felt a gaze following him faintly, appearing and disappearing.
Although the other party concealed it well, always using the crowd and obstacles to hide their figure, in Shikime Natsu's view, this tracking technique was still too clumsy.
It was a second-year male student.
Since it was someone from the second year...
Shikime Natsu understood in his heart.
It was most likely a spy sent by that Vice President Nagumo Miyabi.
After all, there was still a betting agreement regarding the Special Exam between them.
He probably wanted to monitor his whereabouts to deduce his study progress and preparation situation.
Shikime Natsu did not plan to pay attention to this.
Just as he was wandering aimlessly, a familiar figure suddenly broke into his line of sight.
It was a girl with a large purple ponytail, wearing a white hairband. She wore a loose casual T-shirt on her upper body, a pair of simple denim shorts on her lower body, and carried a sports bag in her hand.
Wasn't this Amikura Mako?
Shikime Natsu's lips curled up slightly as he walked over.
"Yo, Amikura-san."
Hearing the voice, Amikura Mako turned around.
When she saw clearly that the person coming was Shikime Natsu, unconcealable joy appeared in her eyes.
"Ah! It's Shikime-san!"
She waved happily, two lovely blushes rising on her cheeks.
"What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."
"Indeed, quite a coincidence."
Shikime Natsu smiled and nodded.
"Where is... Amikura-san planning to go?"
"Ah, that..."
Amikura Mako lifted the sports bag in her hand somewhat embarrassedly.
"I was just planning to go to the gym."
"Actually... I only started going recently."
Speaking of this, she lowered her head shyly, her fingers gently twirling the ends of her hair.
"After all... as a girl, one will always be a little concerned about figure issues..."
"Although everyone says I'm not fat, I myself always feel like I'm a bit fleshy..."
"So that's how it is."
Shikime Natsu expressed understanding.
Girls, always feeling they aren't thin enough; this was almost a universal truth.
"Then what about Shikime-san? Where are you planning to go?"
Amikura Mako raised her head, a trace of anticipation in her eyes.
"Me? No special destination, just strolling around casually."
Shikime Natsu answered truthfully.
"Just strolling casually?"
Amikura Mako's eyes lit up, as if she had grasped some opportunity.
"Then... if you don't mind, do you want to go to the gym with me to have a look?"
"The environment there is quite nice, you know."
Looking at the flickering light in the girl's eyes, and that appearance of carefully expecting him to agree, Shikime Natsu really couldn't find a reason to refuse.
"Sure."
He nodded.
"It just so happens I also want to check out how the school's fitness facilities are."
"Great!"
Amikura Mako revealed a very happy smile.
The two arrived side by side at the gym located in the shopping center.
Pushing open the door, a faint smell of disinfectant and rubber hit their faces.
The spacious venue was filled with various professional fitness equipment, from treadmills to strength training machines, having everything one could expect.
It was just that...
Except for the staff member at the front desk who was playing on their phone, the entire venue was empty; almost no other figures could be seen.
"There are quite few people coming to the gym on the weekend."
Shikime Natsu looked around, somewhat surprised.
"Indeed."
Amikura Mako nodded.
"However, it's quite good if there are few people."
"Compared to the noise and crowding when there are many people, I prefer this quiet atmosphere more."
"This way, I don't need to queue and can use these equipment casually."
"And..."
She stole a glance at Shikime Natsu beside her, thinking secretly in her heart.
And, if it's just the two of us... wouldn't it be more like a date?
"Shikime-san, please wait for me here for a moment."
"I'll go change clothes, I'll be ready right away."
"Mn, go ahead."
Amikura Mako carried her bag and walked into the changing room.
Soon, the changing room door opened again.
[Ding~]
[CG47: Can You Be My Personal Trainer? (Amikura Mako)]
[I won't be too fat, right?]
[Congratulations Host for obtaining Skill Card: Perfect Fitness Coach (When you guide the other party in training, the other party's training effect doubles; if working out together, both parties can receive extra bonuses)]
She had changed into a fitness outfit. Her upper body was a pink sports vest, tightly wrapping her well-developed upper body.
Her fair skin appeared even more delicate set off by the pink color, and her deep cleavage was faintly visible, filled with youthful vitality and temptation.
Her lower body was a pair of black tight yoga pants, perfectly fitting her legs and buttocks, displaying that long, straight leg shape and perky roundness vividly.
This outfit thoroughly exposed her good figure, which was usually hidden under the loose school uniform.
Shikime Natsu sighed silently in his heart.
Sure enough, people should come out and move around more often.
Noticing Shikime Natsu's gaze, Amikura Mako asked somewhat shyly.
"Umm... Shikime-san..."
"Do I... look a bit fat?"
"How could that be?"
"Amikura-san's figure is very good, not fat at all."
"Rather... it is very perfect."
Shikime Natsu stepped forward, looking at her with sincere eyes.
"Really?"
Amikura Mako raised her head, surprise flashing in her eyes.
"Mn, really."
Hearing this undisguised praise from Shikime Natsu, Amikura Mako felt her cheeks becoming even hotter, her heart as sweet as if she had drunk honey.
After all, it was the person she liked...
Being praised for having a good figure by the person she liked, this was absolutely the happiest thing in the world.
"Then... how does Amikura-san plan to train next?"
"Ah, right! Need to do warm-up exercises first!"
Amikura Mako came back to her senses and said hurriedly.
"If one doesn't warm up, it's very easy to get injured."
Saying that, she walked to the yoga mat and began doing warm-up movements.
It had to be said.
When a beautiful girl wearing tight clothes does warm-up exercises in front of you, that scene... was indeed unexpectedly...
Especially when she bent down, her hands touching her toes, that taut curve of her buttocks and the vest rising and falling with her breathing.
"Phew..."
After doing a few simple stretches, Amikura Mako sat on the mat, legs spread apart, hands extending forward.
"Umm... Shikime-san, could I trouble you to help push me a bit?"
She said with some difficulty.
"My flexibility isn't good enough yet, my hands can never reach the position..."
"Okay."
Shikime Natsu nodded in agreement, walked behind her, and squatted down.
His hands gently pressed against Amikura Mako's back.
Even separated by a thin layer of sports vest, he could clearly feel the warmth and softness of the girl's skin, as well as those slightly trembling muscles.
"Then I'm going to use force."
"Mn..."
As Shikime Natsu's palms pushed forward, Amikura Mako's body was forced to press forward.
"Wu..."
She couldn't help but let out a slightly charming low moan.
"A bit... painful..."
"Bear with it, it will be fine soon."
Shikime Natsu said while controlling his strength, slowly pushing forward.
This feeling...
Under his palms was the girl's soft yet elastic back, the tip of his nose lingered with the faint fragrance on her body, and beside his ears was her low moan that seemed like pain yet also like enjoyment...
Amikura Mako was also flushing red all over her face at this time.
Although the feeling of her back being pushed was a bit sore, more than that... was an indescribable shyness and strange pleasure.
Shikime Natsu's hands... were so big, so warm.
Being touched by him like this... her body seemed to have become a bit strange...
However... she didn't dislike this feeling.
She even... somewhat enjoyed this ambiguous atmosphere.
Soon, the warm-up exercises ended.
Amikura Mako stood up, patted the dust off her body, the blush on her face still not faded.
"Umm... Does Shikime-san plan to work out together?"
She asked tentatively.
"I'll pass."
Shikime Natsu pointed at the casual clothes on his body.
"I didn't bring suitable clothes. If I sweat wearing this, it will be very uncomfortable."
"This time, I'll just watch Amikura-san demonstrate for me first."
"Mn."
She walked to the treadmill, set the speed, and began to jog.
As the treadmill's belt turned, the girl's figure full of vitality also leaped before Shikime Natsu's eyes.
Her ponytail swung back and forth behind her head, the curves on her chest rose and fell rhythmically with her steps, and sweat slid down her slender neck, wetting her vest...
Shikime Natsu sat quietly on the rest chair beside her, watching.
Half an hour later.
Amikura Mako finished her training and walked down from the treadmill panting.
At this time, she was already dripping with fragrant sweat.
A few strands of wet hair stuck to her cheeks, and her pink vest was soaked with sweat, sticking tightly to her body.
"Good work."
Shikime Natsu handed over a clean towel and a bottle of mineral water with the cap already unscrewed at the first moment.
"Here, wipe your sweat, drink some water."
"Th-Thank you..."
Amikura Mako took the towel and water, looking at Shikime Natsu with a slightly red face.
This was too considerate...
This was simply textbook-level boyfriend treatment!
If... Shikime Natsu were really her boyfriend, that would be great...
She wiped her sweat while silently fantasizing in her heart.
"What's wrong?"
Shikime Natsu looked at her dazed appearance and asked with a smile.
"Are you too tired?"
"Ah! N-No!"
Amikura Mako shook her head flusteredly.
"I'm fine!"
To cover up her embarrassment, she picked up the water bottle and took a fierce gulp, then sat on the chair next to Shikime Natsu.
The two sat side by side, very close, close enough to smell the scent on each other's bodies.
Shikime Natsu lamented that even when sweating, a beautiful girl's body still emitted a fragrance, simply exactly the same as in 2D.
Amikura Mako originally wanted to find a topic to chat about, not wanting the atmosphere to turn cold.
But... chat about what?
About the betting agreement with Nagumo Miyabi? They already chatted about it last time.
About studies? Too boring.
About gossip? Seemed inappropriate too.
Looking at the girl's appearance of wanting to speak but stopping, struggling extremely, Shikime Natsu couldn't help but find it funny.
"Exercising properly is indeed a good thing."
He took the initiative to speak, breaking the silence.
"However, remember to take a hot shower after exercising to wash the sweat clean."
"If you blow in the wind wearing wet clothes, it's very easy to catch a cold."
"Mhm mhm!"
Hearing this gentle exhortation, Amikura Mako only felt her heart warm.
Shikime Natsu really was a super gentle person...
But...
Thinking that there were so many cute girls around Shikime Natsu...
Amikura Mako felt a burst of strong crisis.
If she didn't be a bit more proactive... maybe there really wouldn't be a chance.
Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and summoned up her courage to speak.
"Umm... Shikime-san!"
"What is it?"
"Could you... wait for me for a moment?"
"I want to go take a shower first and change clothes."
"After I'm done... could you accompany me for a bit longer?"
Seemingly afraid Shikime Natsu would refuse, she hurriedly added.
"I-I will wash very quickly! I absolutely won't let you wait too long!"
Shikime Natsu looked at her big eyes full of pleading and nodded with a smile.
"Sure."
"It just so happens I don't have anything to do either."
"Really? Great!"
Amikura Mako clenched her fist excitedly.
"Then... where would it be better for me to wait for you?"
Shikime Natsu asked casually.
"Downstairs at the dormitory or at the coffee shop?"
"Umm..."
Amikura Mako bit her lip, her brain heating up, and blurted out:
"Can you wait at my dorm?"
As soon as the words fell, the air seemed to solidify.
Amikura Mako's face instantly turned red to the roots of her ears, her whole person like a cooked shrimp.
Heavens! What am I saying?!
Actually inviting a boy to wait in a girl's dorm?!
This is too unreserved, too bold, right?!
"N-Not, not that meaning!"
She waved her hands in panic, explaining incoherently.
"I, I meant..."
"And... and..."
"Sure."
Shikime Natsu's gentle voice interrupted her panic.
"Then let's go to your dorm and wait for you."
Agreed?
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